Our friend Brent Scott passed away on Saturday. I've been asked to conduct his funeral and to say a few words, which I am honored to do. In preparing my words I ran across this poem, which contains a profound and beautiful truth.
I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chatted all the way,
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow
And ne'er a word said she;
But oh, the things I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me.
--Robert Browning Hamilton
